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Post by Krissy Addison Chase on Jul 4, 2012 10:33:07 GMT -8
• GIVE ME A DISASTER GIVE ME AN EMERGENCY • STAND ME AT THE HEAD OF THE CRUSADE WITHOUT A REMEDY ;
Wearing;; KRISSY'S OUTFIT
It was not always easy, being born into the family that she had. Her brother was a doctor who was always way too busy. Her sister was smart and beautiful and was extremely popular in high school. It kind of made Krissy feel inferior. She was not anything special. Not compared to those two. And sometimes, she really did feel like her family did not care about her. They were special. They were meant to do great things. What was Krissy meant to do? Why was she put on this earth? She just had no idea. It was not easy, living in somebody else's shadow. But Krissy never said how she realy felt. It wasn't in her to complain about her life, to complain about her family or friends.
It was a Friday night, and Krissy figured she would just spend the night alone. It wasn't like there was much else for a thirteen year old girl to do. Her friends were busy with other things and Krissy wasn't dating yet. So, after school had ended, Krissy had decided to walk over to the video store. She figured that she could grab two movies, get some snacks and then go home, up to her room, and spent a nice and quiet evening alone. Stepping into the video store, Krissy walked straight over to the horror movie section. Her favorite type of movies. And she started scanning through them.
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Credit;; Woah, woah, woah! This beauty belongs to REASON of Caution 2.0! Don't steal, or I shall send Fluffy the Chihuahua after you! Lyrics are credited to Lights. |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2012 12:09:22 GMT -8
For being a Friday night, it was insanely slow.
Mike always worked Fridays. It was a small sacrifice he was willing to make when he didn't have a game to cheer for. He didn't have much of a social life outside of school. He didn't let on, but he did worry about his family. His mother was newly single, his dad was the biggest ass on the planet for beating her up. And his oldest sister didn't even live with them.Of course, there were parts of that beyond his control. He couldn't just change the situation, and as much as he had fought to stop him, he couldn't stop his dad. And because he couldn't help it, he buried himself into school to keep from dealing with it. The scholastic decathalon team, the Spirit Squad, the Honors society, Leadership club--They were all means of avoiding the problem. But, there were things he could handle. And that was where the job came in handy.
When he first got it, it was because they were behind on bills. It was hard to handle bills on your own when you were used to someone helping. He never even told his mother that he had a job. He didn't want her to not let him. She needed the help, even if she didn't want to admit it. Which is why he worked on Fridays, as well as Saturdays. It was easy to make excuse that he was going out. He didn't consider it lying, because he was out. He wondered what Lizzie thought, those times when she went to pay a bill, only to learn that an anonymous person had already paid it for her. He wondered if she ever suspected him. He definitely hoped not. It was nice, taking care of his mother. After all, she had taken care of him for sixteen years.
He was getting paid tomorrow. Mike intended to take it to the city and pay the utility bill for the month on Monday during lunch. He didn't believe in ditching school, but lunch was okay. He did that every two weeks; ditched lunch to go pay a bill. Even if his mother had the money for it. He'd rather take care of her and allow her to set aside the money for other things. He was her secret santa. And he enjoyed it.
He sat on the counter, playing with the keys that went to the cases the games were in, and his vest he wore. He was completely bored. Nobody had come in for over an hour. Reaching over, he grabbed a box of ice caps and opened them, snacking on them. That was one benefit to this job, the free candy. When the girl walked in, he jumped up, hiding the candy beside his register. She didn't seem to notice, though, and he watched her make her way to the movies. Bored, he made his way over to her. "Hey, welcome," he greeted with a friendly smile. "Can I help you find something?" |
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Post by Krissy Addison Chase on Mar 8, 2013 16:00:49 GMT -8
At least Krissy had her friends. Even if she did feel like her family did not care about her as much anymore. Even if she did feel left out or inferior to them. Krissy did not like to ever admit to the way that she felt. It just was not who she was. She wanted everyone to be happy. And she did not want anyone to ever have to worry about her. Like when she was younger. Well, maybe one day the teen would find a place to fit in. Maybe in high school. Maybe in college. But one day.
Looking up at the older boy, she gave him a sweet smile. “No, that’s okay. I’m not really sure what I am even looking for.” She looked back to the shelf of movies, scanning them. “Just looking to spend a quiet evening at home.” Kris looked back at the boy who worked there. “Maybe you wouldn’t mind me just hanging out here for a while? All my friends are busy tonight and I really do not feel like spending the night at home alone.”
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